Blackwater Islands sylvan

Ego had supplied very little effort to make himself available to the wolves of Blackwater, so in a way the hands off approach of leadership here suited him just fine. He hardly noticed the lack of relationships between himself and the others here, though this was bound to only breed resentment for all involved, sooner or later. Marina's dutiful absences did not make things better...

He did stay on the island this time, however, making it easier for the Listener to unearth Ego's lounging form from among the tangled roots of the grove. He looked up as she approached, and the directness of her blue-and-gold gaze let him know that he was her quarry this evening. The wyvern's ears pressed forward intently, but he did not rise to receive her. Instead, he greeted her with trained neutrality. Listener.